You Eat What The mealtime diary of two grad students.

2Oct/090

Wednesday: Homemade Hamburgers For Dinner

The Other Guy made hamburgers and fries for dinner on Wednesday. I drank water and he drank ginger ale.

1Oct/090

Wednesday: Carrots And Ranch For Breakfast

Worked alright for breakfast

Worked alright for breakfast

I had carrots dipped in ranch dressing for breakfast on Wednesday.

29Sep/090

Sunday: Mac & Cheese For Dinner

My dinner

My dinner

I made mac & cheese for dinner on Sunday. The Other Guy made some mashed potatoes and asparagus, too.

TOG also ate some of these

TOG also ate some of these

TOG's dinner

TOG's dinner

28Sep/090

Saturday: Spaghetti For Dinner

My dinner

My dinner

The Other Guy made spaghetti for dinner on Saturday. We also ate salads and garlic bread. He drank chocolate milk, and I drank water.

TOG's dinner

TOG's dinner

26Sep/090

Wraps For Dinner

Fate conspired against me yesterday. I ate neither breakfast nor lunch.

Wrap: Food wrapped in food

Wrap: Food wrapped in food

The Other Guy and I went out and ate some wraps yesterday for dinner. I had a ceasar chicken wrap. TOG had a cajun wrap. We ordered some fruit smoothies with them.

TOG's wrap

TOG's wrap

Mine's on the left

Mine's on the left

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23Sep/090

Leftover Chicken And Corn For Dinner

My dinner

My dinner

The Other Guy made dinner last night. He reheated some leftover chicken, added barbecue sauce, and served it with corn on the cob and salad. We both drank water.

TOG's dinner

TOG's dinner

20Sep/092

Whole Chicken Devoured

Chicken and the bag from which it came

Chicken and the bag from which it came

Two days ago, for dinner, The Other Guy and I had a whole chicken with mashed potatoes, and corn on the cob. I drank water. TOG drank chocolate milk.

It's like milk, but chocolatey

It's like milk, but chocolatey

Whoever thought of putting corn on a cob was a genius

Whoever thought of putting corn on a cob was a genius

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18Sep/090

Playing Ketchup: The Lost Dinner

The carrots were merely for show, as far as I could tell.

The carrots were merely for show, as far as I could tell.

The Other Guy and I had dinner at some local restaurant a while back, but I never posted about it. Now that we're getting more settled, I'll have time to play a bit of catchup with some meals you missed. We started with drinks: I ordered water, and TOG asked for sweet tea. Then we moved on to the free salad bar. I'm not sure about his salad, but mine consisted of lettuce, peas, cheese, and ranch dressing. We also picked up some bread and butter. As an entree, I had buffalo chicken, both wings and strips, and mashed potatoes. TOG ate a crab with hot butter. As a side note, it's exciting because this is the first time I get to use the "veggie" tag.

TOG's taste in potatoes is more natural, I suppose.

TOG's taste in potatoes is more natural, I suppose.

That thing was scary looking before TOG got to it.

That thing was scary looking before TOG got to it.

They don't get more mashed than this.

They don't get more mashed than this.

The waitress asked if he was from the South.

The waitress asked if he was from the South.

I didn't realize it was rye.

I didn't realize it was rye.

I'm not used to preparing these.

I'm not used to preparing these.

15Sep/090

Sandwiches For Lunch/Dinner

TOG's sandwich. Mine looked very similar.

TOG's sandwich. Mine looked very similar.

The Other Guy and I made sandwiches for lunch/dinner. He drank milk, and I drank water.

10Sep/090

The Pizzaburger

My dinner at Stoner's

My dinner at Stoner's

We had dinner at Stoner's Family Restaurant last night on our way to the school. I ordered the pizzaburger with fries and a peanutbutter milkshake. The Other Guy ordered the turkey sandwich slathered in gravy with mashed potatoes (also slathered in gravy) and Harvard beets.

Trust me, they're beets

Trust me, they're beets

   

 

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